Freedom in exile
May 27
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Some ghosts must be set aside,
Frozen in the past,
Encased in the high towers of glass.
Some haunting must be left inside,
Caged in the ribs,
Du-du du-du du-du,
Fighting the storm amidst the rains.
Some memories must be kept in a jar,
Sunshine and giggles,
Happy memories fit inside a terrarium.
by Priya Singh
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